House of The Dragon-A God Amongst Men-Chapter 90: Movements In The Shadows

(Third Person POV)

[Casterly Rock, Some Time Later...]

Lord Tyland Lannister sat at the head of the table as a vast banquet was prepared in front of him. On the table, some close advisors of his House sat as they all looked across the table, seeing that there was an unlikely guest in the Lannister's home.

Several Dornishmen were eating and enjoying the hospitality of Casterly Rock as Tyland looked at this. He did not expect to be dealing with a Dornishman, especially at times like these. He had heard that House Martell had been trying their best to make a deal with Drakken and had been intrigued by the Lannister's moves.

House Lannister obtained a portion of the Duskguard's power, which caused several Great Houses to take notice.

"How is your cousin, the Prince?" Tyland asked the Dornish that at the middle, who whore noble Dornish garments, "I trust that he could not sail himself over here?"

The Man looked at him, "He would if he felt safe." He said, "But as you are aware, Dorne is not in good terms with the Targaryens....and you are their vassals."

"That may be so..." Lord Tyland said, "But it is not I who called the meeting...."

He looked to the side to see Drakken sitting down in a chair, leaning back and smoking his bone pipe, a nonchalant look on his face as he looked at them.

Drakken saw the odd combination of men that were gathered on this day; many pale and blonde men alongside many olive-skinned and black-haired men. He didn't really care much about Dorne and the Martells but the constant nagging got to Drakken and decided to call a meeting at Casterly Rock because Lord Tyland Lannister had also been pestering House Drakkengard as of late.

Drakken exhaled a large cloud of smoke, "I only did it....so you can all shut the fuck up and leave me alone." He said with a scowl, "An envoy of House Martell and the Lord of House Lannister. This is not something you see everyday."

He looked at the dornish guards behind the Martell envoy who was known simply as Drey, a bastard cousin of the Prince of Dorne. He saw that all of them were a bit more tense than usual, being in enemy territory.

Drakken quickly dismissed this atmosphere and merely looked at Tyland, "You." he said, "What did you want to speak about."

Tyland cleared his throat, "Your Gold." he said, "Every since our deal, House Drakkengard has generated generations' worth of gold....you export gold in the thousands of pounds every month....enough to buy vast amount of land everywhere....yet....you only safekeep it...."

"Okay....?" Drakken said, "What's it to you?"

"You can use it to start a vast trading system....you have lots of gold, we can generate a stable income and maintain a serious business relationship," Tyland said

"What do you have that my gold will buy? More gold?" Drakken said, "Get fucking serious."

"We have a fleet. Together, with House Martell, we can establish trading lanes in the Stepstones that connect to Essos." Tyland said, "It is a large world out there, there is countless of riches and possibilities."

Drey cleared his throat, "That is not a bad idea....but House Martell needs a better incentive rather than being in alliance with House Lannister and.....House Drakkengard." he said, "The Prince does not want something so.....underwhelming."

"Underwhelming? We are talking about an established business alliance. The trading lanes are worth more than you can fathom. With the vast amount of gold, we can buy security that is strong enough to keep our trading ships untouched." Tyland said, "We can buy more ships, more men, more of everything!"

"We know." Drey said, "But that is enough."

"Do tell...." Drakken spoke up, "What would be enough?"

Drey looked at Drakken, "With all due respect, My Lord." He said, "You must already know by now. House Martell desires your power....the weapons that were used against the Targaryen Dragons...."

Drakken looked at him, "Hm...." He said before looking at the guard behind him, "Hey, is he important?"

Drey looked at the guard, "W-Well, he is one of my guards." he said, "Of co-"

He was cut off by the sound of the guard's neck snapping, his entire head jerking violently to the side as he collapsed hard.

There was a loud gasp in the room as everyone jumped up in shock, seeing the lifeless body of the Dornish guard.

"W-Wha...." Drey said as he got to his feet

"Sit back down." Tyland said, who was a bit shaken up but immediately composed himself

Drakken looked at Drey, "Watch your tone when you speak to me." He said with a warning tone, "Your Prince has quite the ambition. He wants to wage war on the Targaryens? Interesting....I can understand why he thinks I would aid him.....but you are sorely mistaken....I wage war on my own. I need not the aid of puny humans like the lot of you."

Drey cleared his throat, "R-Right....my apologies..." He said, "I will pass along the message."

"But....." Drakken tilted his head, "All of this is rather intriguing. Tyland has a good point when it comes to my gold. I have generations worth of wealth, enough to fund a dozen kingdoms for at least a century. It has to be used....and Wars cost coin. If I invest it in something like what he suggests, it could benefit my House plenty.....I will consider it."

Tyland nodded, "Thank you...."

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"Not only that....I have something in mind....for House Martell...." Drakken said with a slight smirk, "A weapon, you lot want? Hm...perhaps we can work something out.....under one condition....."

Tyland looked at him, "W-What?"

Drakken snapped his fingers and the doors to the room opened, a servant walked in as Daranne Lannister walked behind her, looking down. She was wearing a gold and black dress, her hair was combed straight as she had some jewelry adorned on her hair.

Tyland stood up, "D-Daranne...." he said

Daranne walked over to Drakken who took her hand gently, "It must bother you, Tyland..." He said with a slight smirk, "That Dara married my underling and will bear him a child....a bastard knight....."

Tyland narrowed his eyes, "W-why would you bring that up?"

Drakken looked at Daranne who was flustered, her eyes darting around the room, seeing how all eyes were on her.

"This one...." He said as he sat her down on his lap and ran his finger through her hair, "This little flower is nobody's but mine....I fuck her whenever I desire....she is quite cozy if I am being honest. I leave her unable to walk for days....and when she gathers her senses, do you know what I do? I drain her blood...."

Tyland widened his eyes, "What?!" He said, "What do you mean?"

"Shhhh...." Drakken said as he pointed at him, forcing him to sit down with his telekinesis, "I am not done. Tell them, Daranne."

"Lord Drakken has found a use for me." Daranne said, "I am to be used by him whenever he desires.....that is the purpose I was given...and why my father gave me away to him."

Drakken gently kissed Daranne's shoulder as he rubbed her waist slowly, "Her blood has no magic....so at first, I was not interested in it..." He said, "But...blood can be used for many other things....such as filtering out Filth....like I did with Mya.....Daranne Lannister is quite useful...you have my thanks, Tyland. Her body is in indeed satisfying but it is what will she do for me that will be worthwhile."

"A-And what is that?" Tyland asked

"I will bear him a child....a Demigod Lion...who will devour the world." Daranne said with a slight smile

Drakken looked at Drey, "Do you know where I am going with this?"

Drey gulped, "Y-Yes..." He said, "Y-You want us to hand over a woman...."

"Not just any woman." Drakken said, "Give me a noble woman...someone of importance...that's how I would know you lot mean business.....we'll set a meeting later. I will return to Harrenhal at once and ponder on this meeting....and well...."

"I suppose I will plow this one till she faints."